All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Chapter 86

The same thing is that back then, Mo Ji almost strangled her own child, but now Qing Lang rolled over on top of Feng Ning the first time she met Feng Ning, and grabbed his neck .

Feng Ning only felt that a mountain was pressing on him, and an iron chain was strangling his throat.

Looking at Qing Lang's indifferent eyes, he felt his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and his whole body lost all strength.

The air suddenly became noisy, and while the disciples backed away in horror, they took out their weapons to hit the monster that hurt their master.

They used poison darts, throwing knives, long whips, and bows and arrows.

They were too helpless, because the monster was so invulnerable, the poison dart could not even cut his skin.

They were too flustered, and their weapons were crazily thrown at the monster, so that the long whip thrown by one person hit the poisonous dart thrown by the other, and the poisonous dart originally destined for Qinglang's neck flew towards Fengning's face past.

The monster on Fengning's body moved.

He still pinched Feng Ning's neck with both hands, but he used his body to block the poison dart flying towards Feng Ning.

Feng Ning's expression moved slightly.

A strange sense of relief arises spontaneously.

Perhaps, Qing Lang and Mo Ji are different.Feng Ning thought.

But in the next moment, a rattan sword pierced Qing Lang's shoulder without warning, sinking several inches deep.

The warm blood splashed onto Feng Ning's eyelashes, and when he opened his eyes, he could only see a hazy patch of red.

Feng Ning heard Qing Lang let out a painful roar, and in the hazy blood, he looked up and saw Qing Dahuai's pale face and violent eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the confinement on Fengning's neck loosened suddenly. Qing Lang didn't care about the wound on his shoulder, nor did he care about the gushing blood. He knelt down on the ground, covered his head, and let out a cry. Moaning unbearably, he disappeared in a plume of black smoke.

"...you have to catch him." Feng Ning said hoarsely.

After speaking, he fell into darkness and passed out.

When Fengning woke up, only Qianglu was beside her.

His neck has been healed, but the remaining pain is still there, as if those rough and terrifying hands are still pinching his flesh.

Fengning looked at Qianglu, and the first thing she said was: "Have you caught him?"

Qiang Lu shook her head, Feng Ning's face immediately turned pale again.

He grabbed the bed sheet under him, and said every word with great difficulty: "...then... did he kill someone?"

The magic girl from more than 3 years ago was surrounded by rivers of blood wherever she went. She was manipulated by evil spirits, bloodthirsty and brutal, and even...someone saw her cannibalizing.

Some people say that she likes to eat children, and she puts her white and tender hands into her mouth without spitting out any bones.

Qianglu didn't shake her head or nod, she just said: "...he, he killed a lot of chickens, ducks and cattle, bit off a part of the tail of Dragon Prince Donghai, and someone saw him eat a fish raw."

Feng Ning: "..."

Eating raw fish must not taste good, and I don’t know if it will cause disease.

... Forget it, it's better than cannibalism.

Feng Ning wanted to laugh a little, but she didn't move her mouth.

Qing Lang killed those domestic animals because he could no longer control the bloodthirsty impulse in his body.

He still has sanity now, but not much.

He eats fish raw now, who knows if he will eat people raw next moment.

"Where is he now?"

"Still in the East China Sea."

Feng Ning sat up from the bed, opened the bed curtain, and saw a room of wounded patients.

All are his disciples.

Seeing him, he hurriedly shouted: "Master!"

"Did Qing Lang fight?" Feng Ning asked.

Qianglu nodded: "Your disciples followed Qing Dahuai to catch him, but they were all hit by the aftermath of the battle, and they all fell down, but most of them were minor injuries, and their lives are safe."

These disciples were a little ashamed, but they still struggled to stand up, and said to Fengning: "Master, we will accompany you..."

"No need." Feng Ning said, "I still have something for you to do."

Qinglang always loses money for killing other people's chickens, ducks and cattle, but fortunately Fengning is not short of money.

Although the disciples answered, some of them were a little unhappy, and murmured: "The devil did something wrong, why did you ask Master to clean up the mess? Is there no one left in their demon clan..."

"He is still my disciple of Guiningmen." Feng Ning paused for a moment, then said, "He is also my wife who has not been married."

The disciples immediately regained their spirits, hurriedly responded that they knew it, and left in a hurry.

After explaining the relevant matters, Feng Ning immediately went to Donghai.

When Fengning arrived in Donghai, the situation was deadlocked.

Qing Lang stood on the beach.

Behind him was the Dragon King of the East China Sea and tens of thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and in front of him were Qing Dahuai, Qing Lang's family, his subordinates and the dark demon soldiers.Ling Feng is also there, his strength is better than other disciples, and he won't be knocked down so easily by evil spirit.

There are too many people, you can't see the bottom at a glance, and you feel dizzy.

It's just that no one dared to step forward.

After all, any fish that accidentally swim near Qinglang will be killed by him without hesitation.

There was an unpleasant smell of blood in the air, and a layer of red floated on the sea.

Feng Ning came to Qing Dahuai and said to him: "Let all the demon soldiers disperse, it's useless, and you may be accidentally injured later."

Feng Ning didn't want anyone to die.

Because every life will be borne by the future Qinglang, which becomes the evidence that he "deserves death".

After the demon soldiers dispersed, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals on the opposite side also dispersed, leaving only a few people from Dragon Palace.

"It's enough to catch him." Feng Ning said, "Just catch him, and then we can sculpt him with divine bones, everything can be saved."

Feng Ning's voice trembled a little, but she still tried her best to stay calm, she didn't know whether it was to convince Qing Dahuai or herself: "I have already expected and prepared for the evil bone on Qing Lang's body, so there will be no accidents. of."

Qing Dahuai glanced at him, then nodded.

Fearing that Qing Lang would run away, everyone cast a barrier together, but Qing Lang smashed it as soon as the barrier was cast.

The sound of the barrier shattering exploded in everyone's heart, making them clearly realize that even if they worked together, it would be difficult for them to subdue this monster.

But the strange thing is, even though the barrier was broken, Qing Lang didn't run away, he was still standing there, sweeping over everyone's face expressionlessly, and finally his cold eyes fell on Feng Ning.

The blood-red water beside him made his eyes red, and he stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his fangs.

Fengning suddenly knew what to do.

He picked up the dagger, stretched out his arm, and cut a knife on the arm.

Lines of blood fell from the air, leaving only a drop on the sand.

Because Qing Lang immediately pounced on him like a ghost, sucking Feng Ning's blood in one gulp.

He seemed to feel that the inhalation was not refreshing enough, so he pierced Feng Ning's skin with his fangs, and drank hungrily.

Feeling dizzy and dizzy, Feng Ning took out the Wannian black iron chain and tied Qing Lang up, but Qing Lang pulled the chain lightly and broke it all. angry.

Feng Ning frowned, trying to coax him: "Come with me, okay? You can suck as much as you want."

But Qing Lang turned a deaf ear and hugged him tightly, not letting him move half a step.

Feng Ning felt that her blood was almost being sucked dry.

Qing Lang is really...not restrained at all.

Others also wanted to take the opportunity to tie Qing Lang, but no matter what kind of iron chain, no matter what kind of fairy rope, no matter what kind of long whip, it was useless.

Just after Qing Lang easily broke the spider king's silk on his body, Qing Dahuai used the golden vine to tie Qing Lang tightly.

Qinglang couldn't break free, a little furious, Fengning continued to stick her bloody arm to his mouth, and he calmed down a bit.

Immediately afterwards, the golden vines of Qing Dahuai continued to grow, originally bound Qing Lang's arms and waist, and then began to spread and bind Qing Lang's whole body.

Qing Lang didn't even drink the blood, and began to struggle desperately, but the more he struggled, the stronger the vine became, and there was a ray of golden light, and finally wrapped him completely inside, like a chrysalis.

Qing Dahuai looked at Qing Lang who was completely subdued, heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his brow, and said, "I started practicing this spell when Little Stone turned into a monster for the first time, and today is the day when I can see you." The first time I used it, I didn’t expect it to be really useful.”

Feng Ning stopped the bleeding for himself, and immediately relaxed. He wiped his face, and his voice could not conceal the exhaustion: "Let's go, go to Gui Ningmen and cut out his heart and shape his body."

"Wait a minute." The Dragon King came over, glanced at the subdued Qinglang, gritted his teeth and said, "He hurt my son's tail, so I can't walk like this!"

Feng Ning: "Then what do you want to do?"

The Dragon King said bitterly: "I want his leg!"

Fengning was silent for a while.

He glanced at Qing Lang who was biting the vine, wondering how long Qing Dahuai could last, and had no intention of dealing with the Dragon King, so he said, "Why don't you want my legs."

As he said that, he took out Feng Yu's long knife, ready to cut it off to him.

"I don't want your legs." The Dragon King said, "Who doesn't know that you are a fairy made of stone, you can reshape a leg with just a lump of stone, you are fooling me here."

Qing Dahuai glanced at Fengning, then pushed Qinglang to him: "You take him away first, my vine won't last long, we'll deal with these matters."

Feng Ning nodded, and left with Qing Lang first.

The Dragon King was unwilling at first, but was blocked by Qing Dahuai and everyone in the Demon Realm.

When Fengning arrived at Guining Mountain, the God of Medicine was already waiting.

After briefly explaining the situation, they began the heart-cutting and bone-shaping technique in the cave.

Everything went smoothly, unbelievably smoothly, almost step by step with the best situation.

Although Qinglang lost his mind, he didn't kill the Quartet.

Although Qinglang had almost the same terrifying power as the magic girl back then, she was completely subdued in a short period of time.

Although there was a small episode in the East China Sea, it was resolved very well in the end. The Dragon King didn't want anyone's legs. I heard that Qinglang's family worked together to catch the tail of the Prince of the East China Sea, and also lost a lot of treasures.

Although he was close to death with the technique of heart sculpting, after using the divine bone, Qing Lang did not have any accidents. Now his heart is still beating steadily in his new body, and he will wake up in a few days.

It went so smoothly that Fengning felt a little scared.

So much so that Feng Ning looked at Qing Lang whose body had been reshaped, and felt that she was having a short and chaotic dream.

Only the bloody, bone-deep arm that was gnawed on the ground made him regain some sense of reality.

Qing Lang's body, whose heart had been gouged out, lay quietly in the ice coffin, and did not dissipate like soot as Feng Ning thought.

Qinglang's physical body, which was molded with divine bones, was also lying quietly, not knowing when it would wake up.

Feng Ning lay beside his hand, closed her eyes, and whispered, "Hurry up and wake up."

Feng Ning kept watch for three days and three nights, and when he cut out his heart, he kept feeding him blood to appease Qing Lang. Now, listening to Qing Lang's heartbeat and resting on his hand, he was so exhausted that he fell into a coma after a while past.

Feng Ning was awakened by the God of Medicine.

"Feng Ning!" God of Medicine hurriedly shook Feng Ning's shoulder, "Where's Qing Lang?!"

Feng Ning woke up in a panic, looked at Qing Lang who was still sleeping next to her, and finally calmed down: "Aren't you here?"

The God of Medicine shook his head, and said in a panic, "It's not this one! It's his body. Where did the body with the magic bones go?!"

Feng Ning turned her head to look, only to find that the ice coffin was empty.

He walked over, only to see some bloodstains on the ice coffin, and two drops on the ground, and further on, there were no traces.

——Qing Lang's body was stolen.

Feng Ning suddenly felt cold all over, and the hairs on his body stood on end bit by bit.

He suddenly had a groundless, strong idea.

——Everything went well before, not because he was lucky, but because he was stepping into the trap set up for him by others.